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He Thought I Was Weak— He Thinks He Knows What’s Coming. I didn’t think my life could get worse. No job. No money. No future. Then, a car pulled up beside me, and I ignored every instinct, doing the one thing you’re never supposed to do. I got in the car. What happened next shattered everything I thought I knew—about people, survival, and myself. He took me—body, mind, and soul—and tried to cage me. But he didn’t break me. I’m still here. And I’ve found allies in the unlikeliest of places. Together, we’re not just fighting to survive—we’re fighting back. He has no ...

Most people celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with lanterns and mooncakes. I’ll be spending mine taking out a Triad money man on a rooftop in Shanghai. The target: Zhao Wen. Businessman. Politician. Philanthropist—if you believe the headlines. Underneath the polish? Smuggling, kickbacks, and enough blood on his hands to drown the city. Taking him out should’ve been simple—but Jane never gives me simple. Not when she can twist every job into another one of her tests. Now I’m stuck shimmying through ventilation shafts, freezing in a slip of a dress, and trying not to strangle my ...

Most people unwrap presents at Christmas—I’m busy wrapping bodies. This year, though, my usual routine got personal. Going home for the holidays wasn’t exactly my choice, but when you’re a hitwoman with a complicated family and a past that refuses to stay buried, things tend to get... eventful. Let’s just say some skeletons should stay buried; others demand justice. And me? I deliver it. If you’re into thrillers spiked with snark, a touch of holiday mayhem, and a heroine who’s equal parts ruthless and relatable, Merry Little Vengeance will make your season bright—just not ...

Some people celebrate the Fourth of July with fireworks and parades. Me? I’m in small-town America, stopping bombs from killing innocent people. I was hired to take out Wesley Gage—a disgraced vet with a DIY bomb and a grudge against Governor Monroe. At least, that’s what they told me. But after watching him fumble through his mission, it’s clear: Gage isn’t the mastermind. He’s the fall guy. The real villains? They wear polished shoes and patriotic smiles. They don’t care who dies—as long as the explosion hits the headlines and bumps the poll numbers. Now I’m deep in the ...

Sarah is forced to the edge of sanity by the ghosts of her family's past. Suffering from violent and bloody hallucinations, she seeks the help of psychiatrist and friend Michael Brink. After being sent to an institution in a catatonic state, covered in blood from stabbing her unfaithful boyfriend, Sarah is forced to confront the truth about her father's death and the demon, Jack, who caused her father's suicide and who is now the reason for her horrific hallucinations. Unlike her father, Sarah refuses to kill herself.

Most people spend Ganesh Chaturthi praying, feasting, and dancing in the streets— I’m spending mine infiltrating a sex trafficking ring and killing a Bollywood producer. The target: Dev Mehra—Mumbai’s untouchable king of flesh and fear. I was hoping for a simple, clean job for once. Instead, the organisation behind the hit has other plans—a message written in blood for half the world’s power players. Now I’m wading through carnage, lost in the crush of festival crowds, and wondering if I just passed some twisted audition for work I’m not sure I want. If you like ruthless ...

Most people visit Kyoto during Obon for lanterns, incense, and ancestral spirits. I came to assassinate a man known as the Crimson Dragon. Kenji Takahashi. Oyabun of the Takahashi-kai Syndicate. A Yakuza boss with a taste for ritual, revenge, and very creative origami. The job: eliminate him cleanly, no collateral, and get it done before the last paper lantern hits the river. It was supposed to be simple—sneak in, kill the guy, cash out. Instead, I’m neck-deep in family drama, ancient grudges, and more blood-soaked honour than a samurai soap opera. My on-ground contact is a man named ...

The Woods Hide More Than Secrets—They Hide Death The trees swallowed me whole, their twisted branches closing in like a trap. I came out broken but alive. Barely. Now, I’m back, searching for answers about the monster who turned my life into a nightmare. They call him "The Woodsman," but I’ve seen his work up close. And I found his graveyard—a hidden clearing filled with the skeletal remains of his victims. I was almost one of them. My discovery has made me his target again, but he won’t stop there. He’s coming after someone I care about, twisting the knife deeper with every ...

Most people visit Venice for gondolas, gelato, and the Vogalonga. I came to assassinate a former CIA asset named Giovanni Malvetti. Malvetti isn’t just a target—he’s a message. One bullet, one splash, and one body sinking beneath the festive chaos of Venice’s biggest rowing event. Clean. Efficient. Professional. At least, it was supposed to be. But—as usual—my agent Jane had to complicate things with one of her “competency tests.” Now I’m racing through opera houses, diving down alleyways, and sprinting across sinking city streets with half of Italy’s law enforcement on ...

Pretoria's symphony of screams starts with E sharp. Haunted by the rape and murder of his mother, Nico drowns his pain by putting killers behind bars. When meticulously chosen women become the twisted notes in a serial killer's song, Nico is the only one who hears the dissonance. He's in a deadly duet with The Bathroom Strangler, a maestro of murder whose twisted score demands silence. As pressure mounts from both the killer and his superiors, Nico faces a crescendo of his own demons. Can he untangle the web of seemingly unrelated victims before the final, bloodcurdling note? In a city ...

She thought she could summon a lover but got a demon instead. After a mundane full moon ritual, Marcie Grove stumbles across an ancient book within her coven’s library. Tempted by the promise of passion and power, she performs a forbidden summoning. But what answers her call isn’t love—it's something far more dangerous. As chilling encounters escalate, Marcie realises the creature she unleashed isn’t just feeding on her desires—it’s feeding on her very soul. Caught between supernatural forces and the growing darkness within herself, she must fight for survival... before ...

Most people celebrate Cinco de Mayo with mariachi bands and tequila shots. Me? I’m spending it in Puebla, killing a cartel boss. The mission: take out Esteban “El Alacrán” Montoya—publicly, painfully, and with enough flair to send a message. Just your average bloody cleanup on aisle five. But guess who else decided to show up? Camille Noir. Last I heard, she was working for France’s external intelligence agency. Now I have to kill Montoya, piss off the French government, and maybe settle a long-overdue score. But I don’t walk away from an assignment just because of a few ...

Beneath the ravaged skies, amidst the ruins of civilization, a glimmer of hope survives - New Atlantis, a fortified UN base at the South Pole. But for a family of civilians and a hardened squad of soldiers, reaching that distant oasis means a desperate trek across a nightmare landscape. Hunted by the Others, pushed to their breaking points, can they outrun the shadows of extinction? Oasis plunges you into a heart-pounding journey: Gripping characters in a desperate struggle: Witness the resilience of ordinary people thrust into extraordinary circumstances alongside hardened soldiers ...

Most people spend Valentine’s Day with roses and chocolates—I’ll be spending mine dodging bullets and slicing up billionaires. This year, I’ve got a date with a target who deserves Cupid’s deadliest arrow—a tech billionaire with a god complex and a list of sins long enough to make a priest blush. Taking him out should be simple enough, but of course, nothing ever is. Turns out, my latest target is tangled up in a web of lies, power plays, and one of my exes who’d love to see me six feet under. Toss in a midnight swim that could end in disaster, and you’ve got the makings of ...

Most people spend St. Patrick’s Day drowning in whiskey and chasing luck—I’ll be spending mine drowning in bodies and dodging double-crosses. This job should’ve been simple—one clean kill and a quiet exit. But when an ambush turns my getaway into a deadly game of cat and mouse, I start to wonder if the real target was me all along. Now, I’m stuck in Dublin with a trail of bodies behind me, a one-way ticket to London that’s looking more like a coffin, and a nagging suspicion that my employer just signed my death warrant. If you love thrillers laced with snark, backstabbing ...

Most people spend Easter hunting for chocolate eggs—I’ll be spending mine hunting someone who thinks he’s an apex predator. Hugh Atwater calls himself a great white hunter. I call him a walking cliché with too much money, a kill list full of endangered species, and a plan to seize land that isn’t his. The job is simple: make sure he never kills again—animals or otherwise—and leave behind a mess that points the blame anywhere but me or those who hired me. Only this time, I’m not just dealing with human predators—I’m competing with things with bigger teeth than mine. And ...